Poe is found in the bar-room of the public house, dressed in clothes so unlike his own that a friend barely recognized him. Poe is unable to speak but mutters incoherently. Unable to walk, he is carried out of the building.
When I entered the bar-room of the house, I instantly recognize the face of one whom I had often seen and knew well although it wore an aspect of vacant stupidity which made me shudder... But perhaps I would not have so readily recognized him had I not been notified of is apparel. His hat--or rather the hat of somebody else, for he had evidently been robbed of his clothing, or cheated in exchange-- was a cheap palm leaf one, without a band, and soiled; his coat, of commonest alpaca, and evidently "second hand"; and his pants of gray-mixed cassimere, dinger and badly fitting. He wore neither vest nor neckcloth, if I remember aright, while his shirt was badly crumpled and soiled. He was so utterly stupefied with liquor that I thought it best not to seek recognition or conversation... So insensible was he, that we had to carry him to the carriage as if a corpse. The muscles of articulation seemed paralyzed to speechlessness, and mere incoherent mutterings were all that were heard. --Joseph Snodgrass, "The Facts of Poe's Death and Burial", Beadle's Monthly, March 1867
Death Clue # 10
Poe is found in the bar-room of the public house, dressed in clothes so unlike his own that a friend barely recognized him. Poe is unable to speak but mutters incoherently. Unable to walk, he is carried out of the building.
When I entered the bar-room of the house, I instantly recognize the face of one whom I had often seen and knew well although it wore an aspect of vacant stupidity which made me shudder... But perhaps I would not have so readily recognized him had I not been notified of is apparel. His hat--or rather the hat of somebody else, for he had evidently been robbed of his clothing, or cheated in exchange-- was a cheap palm leaf one, without a band, and soiled; his coat, of commonest alpaca, and evidently "second hand"; and his pants of gray-mixed cassimere, dinger and badly fitting. He wore neither vest nor neckcloth, if I remember aright, while his shirt was badly crumpled and soiled. He was so utterly stupefied with liquor that I thought it best not to seek recognition or conversation... So insensible was he, that we had to carry him to the carriage as if a corpse. The muscles of articulation seemed paralyzed to speechlessness, and mere incoherent mutterings were all that were heard.
--Joseph Snodgrass, "The Facts of Poe's Death and Burial", Beadle's Monthly, March 1867